295 [The Strength of the Temples of the Heavenly Palace, Qing Shui’s Father Yan Zhongyue
295 [The strength of the various palaces of the Heavenly Palace, Qingshui's "father" Yan Zhongyue is dead]
Gongsun Yikong looked at Gongsun Jianwu with a doting smile: "Silly girl, I am your grandfather, why are you polite to grandfather!"
Gongsun Jianwu was really happy. In theory, women in big families like her rarely have freedom in marriages. They are almost a tool of interest. They pay attention to being equal and even being used as bargaining chips in exchange.
To put it nicely, a good match is to marry a person of the level of marriage. To put it bluntly, it is a combination of interests. The combination of both parties can allow both parties to reach a higher level.
"Girl, grandpa doesn't interfere with your marriage, you can be completely self-reliant, but grandpa will remind you that good men are earned back. A man like him will definitely not be short of beauties around you, plus you
Now is an opposing state, so I don’t think he will approach you on his own initiative.” Gongsun Yikong laughed.
"Grandpa, do you really want me to marry him?" Gongsun Jianwu looked up and looked at the head of the Gongsun family, whom he admired the most.
"Haha, girl, grandpa said that no one in the Gongsun family will interfere with your marriage, but Qingshui? Grandpa has seen it, so I can only tell you that you should consider it carefully, and you might as well contact it more."
Although Gongsun Yikong did not say it clearly, the information clearly revealed in his words was obvious, because the young master of the "Bronze Palace" expressed his intention to marry the Gongsun family, and Gongsun Yikong gave the right to choose to Gongsun Jianwu.
But this time, my grandfather actually took the initiative to propose that the boy is so outstanding. My grandfather is the youngest supreme elder in the Heavenly Palace. How could he be inferior to the people he values?
"Yeah, I know grandpa!" Gongsun Jianwu couldn't help biting her teeth when she thought of Qingshui's disdain for her.
"Even if you don't marry him, you have to make him fall in love with him." Gongsun Jianwu thought secretly, but then was shocked by his thoughts.
Gongsun Yikong's old eyes were not blurred. His granddaughter's expression fell into his eyes and smiled with satisfaction. He saw Gongsun Jianwu's attitude towards Qingshui. Although it was not love, it was curiosity. The relationship between men and women, especially girls' attitude towards men.
Curiosity is often the initial stage.
Qingshui and the two girls were still listening to everything Fei Wuji said about the Heavenly Palace!
"Uncle Master, let's talk about Piaomiao Palace. We don't know anything about Piaomiao Palace." Huo Yun Liuli said to Fei Wuji in a coquettish manner.
"Hehe, Piaomiao Palace, you can listen as much as I say, and don't ask." Fei Wuji smiled, but his face was a little unnatural.
"Uh-huh!"
"When the first master of Piaomiao Palace was said to be the only female disciple of the old man in Tiangong, but this is no longer a matter of fact. Anyway, Piaomiao Palace has been all women for the past two thousand years, unlike other halls that are mixed with men and women."
The two women did not interrupt, after all, Fei Wuji said in person that he was not allowed to ask questions!
"The Piaomiao Palace's martial arts are actually a dual cultivation method, but they can also be practiced alone. The effect is not bad, but they are not suitable for men to practice, so Piaomiao Palace has always been all women, which is a limit on martial arts."
The two women's faces were a little red, and Qingshui also knew why Fei Wuji was a little unnatural just now. After all, it was still in front of the younger generation and the girl talked about the dual cultivation technique.
Qingshui now thinks more about the rumored and beautiful Lord Piaomiao Palace. She thinks that she practices the method of dual cultivation, but Qingshui has never seen the Lord Piaomiao Palace, but the Canghai Mingyue and Huoyun Liuli in front of her are from Piaomiao Palace.
, we need to practice the method of dual cultivation.
Qingshui looked at the two women, but it met Huo Yun Liuli's eyes. This time she avoided her in a panic, and the shyness of the charming and soft woman was even more crazy.
"The Piaomiao Palace practices "Xuannu Gong". The skills are quite good, but the requirements are quite strict. There are many people practicing. Almost the entire Piaomiao Palace practices "Xuannu Gong", but the understanding required is particularly high.
.” Fei Wuji said softly.
Qingshui knew that he was telling the two women that the double practice method could still be practiced!
"Piaomiao Palace is stronger than the rumors of Xingyue Palace, but Piaomiao Palace is the least crowded hall. Because the requirements for practicing "Xuanniao Gong" are a bit harsh, so there are only less than 5,000 people in the Piaomiao Palace, and the other eight others
The number of people in the palace is much worse than that of the people."
Fei Wuji said here and continued: "The Tiangong competes in each hall every five years. Piaomiao Hall is just a show, so it has gained its weakest reputation. However, because the men in Xingyue Hall are not good, they gradually turn Piaomiao.
The status of the hall was raised to the Xingyue Hall to make the men in Xingyue Hall progress, and of course they were also humiliated."
"A competition once every five years?" Huo Yun Liuli couldn't help asking, after all, it was the second time he heard it.
"I knew you little girl couldn't help it. I would say it if you didn't ask." Fei Wuji looked at Huo Yun Liuli with a smile, and Huo Yun Liuli stuck out his tongue.
Huo Yun Liuli now wears a half-face mask on her face, and can only protect the under her eyes and lips, covering the scar that is slanted on her face. When she goes out, she will wear a purple gauze scarf and only put it on.
The two sexy eyes were exposed outside.
"Every five years, the Heavenly Palace will hold an exchange competition for each hall in the square in front of the Lingxiao Palace. The participants are all three generations of disciples of each hall. The registration requirements must be at level 5 in the innate level 5. There is no limit on the number of people enrolled in each hall. The competition
Once you fail, you will exit the game. Each game will record the winners and loses, and finally count the rankings of the winners and losses of each hall.”
"What's going on with the Chief Disciple Competition?" Qingshui knew that the Chief Disciple would never compete with others! After all, the Chief Disciple is the strongest disciple in each hall.
"The competition for chief disciples is limited to the chief disciples, and is usually placed at the end, otherwise it will affect morale a lot." Fei Wuji looked at Qingshui with a smile, and the smile in his eyes became stronger and stronger.
Qingshui laughed. She originally had the idea of challenging the chief, but she subconsciously rejected her behavior.
"Qingshui, the end of next year will be the year for competitions between the various halls. I want you to participate as the chief disciple of Xingyue Hall." Fei Wuji laughed out loud.
Qingshui was not too surprised, but just looked at Fei Wuji: "What about the original chief disciple? It's impossible to just remove the original chief disciple like this. Besides, will the palace master agree?"
When it comes to the hall master, Qingshui found that he didn't know who the Hall Master Xingyue Palace was, but Qingshui was not interested. He was not the Lord Piaomiao Palace. Qingshui, the woman who was rumored to be like a god, was a little interested because Qingshui wanted to see how she could
Compared to the woman in that beautiful picture, is she really as beautiful as the woman?
Cang Wuya kept smiling and drinking tea, without saying a word from beginning to end. He felt very happy to see them. After all, this was a joy to be old. He had two granddaughters and lived for three hundred years.
The old man was open to everything.
When Qingshui walked back, he found that many people would look at him in surprise, and some even came to chat with him, and more people came to say hello on their backs.
"Qingshui is good!"
"good,,,"
Qingshui wondered that he knew his name! And along the way, Qingshui found that many women would come to say something to him. As long as they replied, they would happily answer a few words and run away.
"I'm going, it's your turn this time,,,"
Qingshui was speechless, it turned out that it was a few little girls making fun of it,,,,,,,,
When I returned to my residence, I was very early. I saw Yan Ling'er standing at the door before I could see Qingshui. After seeing Qingshui, I took two steps forward, with a happy smile on my face.
"Brother Qingshui!"
Qingshui looked at this exquisite girl, maybe she should really call her brother, but unfortunately Qingshui did not recognize this bloodline.
"Forget it, what should be coming will come. What's going to do with this little girl? Besides, she doesn't know anything, it's not her fault." Qingshui thought helplessly.
"What do you want?" Qingshui asked stiffly.
"Brother Qingshui, are you still angry? I also know that the Yan family is doing something wrong. In fact, many people are accusing the Yan family. What can I do?" Yan Ling'er said pitifully with tears in her eyes.
.
"What does the matter between the Yan family have to do with me? I just don't like to have anything to do with such an inhumane family." Qingshui said with a smile.
But this smile made Yan Ling'er's eyes even more chill than anger!
Yan Ling'er herself didn't understand why she was so accommodating to someone. When she saw him at first, she felt that he was a good person. Is it just a good person? Yan Ling'er herself didn't believe this reason.
"Brother Qingshui, let me tell you about the Yan family. Maybe you will know why Sister Qingqing sells tea on the street after hearing this." Yan Ling'er bit her lip and said softly.
At this moment, Qingshui's heartbeat increased significantly. Qingshui even felt his strong heartbeat. After all, the matter of the Yan family has been under pressure in his heart for almost twenty years. This day is coming. All his previous efforts can be said.
All of them are working hard to fulfill this wish one day.
Yan Ling'er also thought about whether Qingshui was the enemy of the Yan family, but she thought that she was not in the same county, and Qingshui was passing by Yanjiang County and saw the scene of the Yan family being humiliated. He felt that his family was from
Inhumanity.
"When Uncle Zhongyue was here, no one dared to bully Sister Qingqing. Even Mrs. Xiao had to be ashamed of face as she looked on the surface."
Qingshui could no longer hear the following words, and he had a thought in his mind: "Yan Zhongyue died, he died before he even settled the score with him. The person his mother hoped to see again died silently
, Who will pay back what he left behind his mother's account?"
Qingshui felt a fire burning but couldn't be released. Yan Ling'er's face turned red when she saw Qingshui's face turned red and her body was trembling slightly.
"Brother Qingshui, what's wrong with you?" Yan Ling'er asked with concern.
"I'm fine!" Qingshui's slightly hoarse voice became hoarse at this moment. Qingshui knew that the matter in the Yan family was getting more and more complicated.